"They Say"

June 24, 2012
I have good ideas, but they're so jumbled together you can't help but drop them; they say
And then they're broken.
Twisted and ruined, just lying there
If only I knew where to put them; they say
If only I could correct myself; they say
And the dreams are just lying there, hurt and confused
If only I could be a little better, just a little better, then I would be happy; they say
My eyes find theirs and I stare
I look down to the pieces at my feet, so mangled and ugly,
And I pick them up
Caressing each nick and bend with a loving touch
As I hold them, they warm my frozen fingers
I smile as I turn and face them
I am better; I say
I am stronger; I say
I will make something of myself; I say
Because I choose to be happy.
I place the pieces in a pocket next to my heart and I walk away,
Taking my pieces with me.
Something new is starting
And I can't wait to meet it

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Vidra This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 1, 2012 at 10:45 am
I enjoyed this poem so much because I can relate. This is just wonderful work. Could you check out my poem, "Juvenile"? I would really appreciate it. :)
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